Talking too fast

Life is never predictable even though you wish it to be. I do too. Wishes are not always granted. I can live with the unpredictability of life. But I hate to do the same thing all over again every few months. As part of my job, I have to talk to my fellow countrymen and the French. Luckily for me, the medium of communication is English and not French. Talking to fellow countrymen is easy but talking to French posed a serious problem. I talked too fast according to the French.

In my defense, I spaced my words well in order to make myself clear. Apparently my good intentions were not good enough. So whomever I was talking to followed a pattern.  They narrowed their eyes first , turned their faces then to bring their ears close to me and finally leaned over to me when nothing else was working out. I am usually slow in interpreting these signals. But it is difficult to ignore the leaning over part. The message cannot be more louder or clearer! This made me do something which I thought impossible for me to do earlier. I put kilometers between my words. Slowly, the leaning stopped, the turning stopped and finally the narrowing also. Everything returned back to normal. That is when I started cheating. I gradually decreased the space between the words. Over a period of time, I was able to talk in my normal pace. Everyone understands me now.

Now, there is a reorganization. I see new faces. As new faces do not necessarily bring new problems, I am back to square one. They don't understand a word of what I speak. I have to retrace my path and bring in the "kilometer" factor again. I am again doing what I did earlier. Remember, I began saying life being unpredictable and my hatred towards doing things all over again...

Tags: Musings,Talking,French